Poetry

#napowrimo2022 #ArtoonsInnPoetryParlour #day25 *** From slumber, Awaken the coy buds, Thawed by the glisk of spring… Unfurling their gowns in whorls of myriad hues, They bloom in exuberance, emanating fragrance,…

#napowrimo2022 #soulcraft #day23 The nascent buds blossom, In colors infinite, Emanating fragrance, Like the elysian fields, Beauty speaks through spring… The lush green trees, Grow in abundance, Leaves adorn the…

#napowrimo2022 #soulcraft #day21 *** It’s not autumn, I’m still green, There’s still time, Yet I fell too soon. I didn’t bid adieu, To my friends in the tree, Won’t they…

#ArtoonsInnPoetryParlour #day22 #napowrimo2022 **** “Don’t trust a poet,” they said, “Poets are liars… They make ; Mountains talk, trees walk, Rocks fly, sail ships in sky, Grow a garden in…

#ArtoonsInnPoetryParlour #napowrimo2022 #day20 *** Hands weary, she worked all day, With a muted voice for the meager pay. Tattered clothes with holes many, Patched well so that none could see.…

#napowrimo2022,  #ArtoonsInnPoetryParlour,  #day18 ***   Shackled she’s no more Muted sparrows watch him fall Tearless dirge she hums… *** Picture Credit: Pixabay

#soulcraft #napowrimo2022 #day1 *** Two eyes exchange synchronous stories, All atoms undergo chemical changes, With fond feelings love levitates, How hearts hum with resonant rhapsodies, Pulses peak, hormones haywire, Dopamines…

#ArtoonsInnPoetryParlour,  #day17, #napowrimo2022 *** My Heart is like an ocean, Ocean that’s dangerously deep,  Deep beyond unfathomable depths, Depths, to naked eye, invisible,  Invisible with turbulent stories, Stories from the bygone…

#napowrimo2022 #ArtoonsInnPoetryParlour #day16 *** Wrinkles criss crossed her aging face, Head was crowned with strands of greys. Bones rickety went squeak, squeak, squeak, Diabetes had made her weak. Children had…

#napowrimo2022 #soulcraft #day15 *** Dear Paper, I pen, scribble, Dabble my thoughts, Sometimes like a gentle river, Streamlined and calm, But oft, I taint you, Flood you, Like a cataclysmic…